Читать книгу Hometown Sweetheart - Victoria Pade - Страница 8

After two taps on the front door of a farmhouse outside of Northbridge early Tuesday evening, Neily opened the door and stepped inside.

“Miss Sela, are you here? It’s Neily.”

“I can see that. It’s you and some man,” came a wheezy voice from a chair in a corner of the living room to the left.

“Yes, me and some man,” Neily confirmed. “I just got an emergency call that you ran away from the hospital and no one knew where you were.”

“I’m where I told them I wanted to be. You knew where to find me. Couldn’t have been too hard for those numbskulls to figure out.”